Like many car people, I grew up around cars and racing. My dad and uncle were drag racing locally when I was a toddler. Dad with a 1965 Impala SS and my Uncle with a 1964 Olds Holiday Coupe. They then graduated to a 1956 Chevy. When they were finished racing, dad purchased a 1955 Chevy Nomad, I believe in 1969. That car has been a member of the family ever since. My love of Tri-Fives and especially the Nomad were cemented over my youth.

Each year we would go on our annual family vacation to a new location in the U.S. These locations were picked for us by the leaders of our national clubs, first the National Nomad Club and then the Chevrolet Nomad Association. Thanks to these “clubs” I have been to almost every state in the U.S. I swam in the Atlantic Ocean at 16 and the Pacific Ocean the next year. I have been fortunate to have met and made friends with people from all over the country and around the world. So much so that our national conventions are almost like a family reunion.